#1645 (#308)

intimidation

flags hung high with foul purpose 

we must stand taller

#1644

waiting to be heard

katydids sit in the trees

looking for poets

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Written for the September Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Aurumn season word, Katydid.

#1643 (#307)

so young that to him

cola bottles come in packs - 

no penny sweet world

#1642 (#306)

the side mirror view

lit by headlights behind me

the verge trees eerie

#1641 (#305)

the cat on our bench

huddled in the fence windbreak

bubbled from the cold

#1640 (#304)

in the old station

memories of days and nights

start, end, mid-travel

#1639 (#303)

a sea of voices

filling the space with their joy

so passionately